[Intro]
Yeah
Trippy niggas
Yeah, oh
[Verse 1]
Heartbreakers we back
Hoe niggas be quiet
Pull up in that lack
Can't keep up if you tried
Everything is that dope
I heard that you might die
All my homies gone ride
All my homies get fried
Like chicken at Popeyes
Won't recognise my grind
But recognise my mind
They blowin' up my line
I'm holdin' down my section
I represent my side
My shoestrings untied
With peanut butter inside, uh
Trippy
Coming straight up out of Rich City
I'm drunk off that Remy
And my car goes with my pennies
My flow retarded like Timmy
Tell them haters come get me
Off 9 shots, like 50
With a G-Unit like 50
Yeah
Trippy niggas
Yeah, oh
[Verse 1]
Heartbreakers we back
Hoe niggas be quiet
Pull up in that lack
Can't keep up if you tried
Everything is that dope
I heard that you might die
All my homies gone ride
All my homies get fried
Like chicken at Popeyes
Won't recognise my grind
But recognise my mind
They blowin' up my line
I'm holdin' down my section
I represent my side
My shoestrings untied
With peanut butter inside, uh
Trippy
Coming straight up out of Rich City
I'm drunk off that Remy
And my car goes with my pennies
My flow retarded like Timmy
Tell them haters come get me
Off 9 shots, like 50
With a G-Unit like 50
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